Carthrat-World Savior: An adventure in misplaced optimism

[Bean Bandit]

Katana gives you an uncertain, dubious look. "You're serious?" she clarifies, before blatantly coveting the sandwich.

[Carthrat]

"It's hard to take this entire situation seriously, but do your best," replies Carthrat, nodding. "Anyhow, getting this from me should be like taking candy from a baby, if you're supposed to be some kickass bodyguard. Then again, you'd need to do that before I actually ate it..."

He smirks a little at that, ignoring the vauge questioning in the back of his mind that tells him it's a bad idea to withhold food from a hungry person who can likely kill you six different ways in four seconds.

[Bean Bandit]

OOC: Carthrat: 2d6 = 3, 1 , Total: 4
Katana: Carthrat: 2d6-2 = 3, 3 , Total: 6-2 =4 (Tie)

<GM-Rat> : 2d6, 6, 3 , Total: 9 +2 fail
<Katana> : 2d6, 4, 1 , Total: 5 -5 pass

IC:
Katana dismisses the taunting,  and simply dives at you. Small and slim, she shouldn't be intimidating, but her swiftness is almost frightening as she closes the distance, arms outstretched and lashing out in a swift, hard punch! You manage to get an arm up to block, but the shock of the impact is startling, if not particularly painful. Jesus, she's SERIOUS!

Her hand tries for a grab and lock on the arm you used to block, but you manage to squirm loose, and back off a half step, and turn to run but you don't even get time to feel smug about how well you're doing, because she's right with you....damn! A tiny hand snares your arm as you get three steps away and pulls sharply...not particularly hard or anything, but it foils your balance mightily, and you go down!

Strangely, not all that hard. You're sort of guided into a roll and tumble to a stop, laying flat out on the ground of Wizard's shop, and only then do you notice you don't have the sandwhich anymore...

[Carthrat]

Yeah, well, that's what you get for being a smartarse, thinks Carthrat, eyeing the roof of Wizards shop, then tiling his head back so the top of it is against the ground, and he can see behind him.

[Bean Bandit]

Yup, she has the sandwich, and she's taking a large bite, (Shivering in pleasure and flushed, but who would notice that?) but she's also standing over you, a curious expression on her face. "I got the impression that should have been easier for me. You're not too bad at this." She informs you in a conciliatory tone, her irritation almost nowhere in evidence now.

[Carthrat]

"You just got lucky," mumbles Carthrat, more out of habit than anything. "I mean, yeah, maybe, I don't know. It's a miracle I'm still in any kind of shape, given my.. er, former lifestyle."

[Bean Bandit]

She doesn't seem inclined to challenge the 'Lucky' statement at all, munching on the sandwich and curiously poking your middle. "Mmm. Bit squooshy, but not tubby." she observes. "You're probably athletic enough, with motivation."

[Carthrat]

"Yeah, motiviation, right. I'm not bad at sprinting and running, I guess, and I can.. well.. not drown when I'm in water."

Carthrat shrugs. "Still, I wasn't first pick for any sport. Not by a long shot. Though I've got plenty of motivation now, if that's all it takes."

[Bean Bandit]

"Sport?" Katana inquires, a bit confused. She's sure not rushing the sandwich, but definitely savoring the taste, if those little noises she's making are any indication. "Well, as long as you don't collapse on the ground gasping for breath, I think I can work with this." she nods, eying you. "Your upper body looks in servicable shape, but I don't want to look lower. Those pants could put my eyes out."

[Carthrat]

"At least I'm wearing pants," notes Carthrat, blandly. "That bathrobe is almost see-through, y'know. I'm trying to stare at your face out of politeness."

[Bean Bandit]

She has the good grace to blush at that, at least, but doesn't seem the least bit put off. "Mmm. I'll remember that. At least I won't have a hard time getting your attention when I need it."

[Carthrat]

"Sadly, I have a moral imperative to make you wear some clothes that resemble clothes, and not wet paper," muses Carthrat, mock-wearily. "Yo, old man, how can I get in touch with someone who can give us some decent articles of wearing?"

[Bean Bandit]

"I was wondering when you'd remember I was watching." Wizard grumped. To his credit, there appears to be no drool in his beard, or anything. He drops a business card, which flutters down to land on your chest. "Go see him."

Katana gives Wizard an innocent look, with a mouthful of food. "Goo' Sammich." she garbles.

"Thanks." Wizard replies dryly...is he blushing? "Oh, one more thing." Another card is produced, and dropped, fluttering a little further away. "This should be doable, even though you don't have much magic. Simplistic power boost, and should put her power levels over the moon. But it drains you to do it, so unless you face an army, be careful."

[Carthrat]

Carthrat picks up the cards and checks them out, picking himself up off the ground at the same time. "Mmm. Makes me hungry, too, but I can wait," he comments.

[Bean Bandit]

The closest one is just a name, and an address. 'Zara Shimay: 56 block, west end, building 5'

The other card is literally covered in instructions, lettered precisely, but they'll take some puzzling out.